I've come to the conclusion that dogs don't live long enough. There's nothing much I can do about that, but I can have an opinion. Dogs just deserve to have a longer lifespan.
Our family lost our latest family friend a couple of weeks ago.
The Congress has just passed a new farm bill. After two years of haggling and posturing, everyone decided to decide to finally get along and get something on paper that each house and the president could sign.
Everyone has read about the recent credit card hacking of one of the national retailers. It seems to be a mess for some folks. Just when you think you can trust technology, someone throws a clinker in the works.
I dropped my 1980 Polaris snowmobile off at my mechanic friend Dale's repair shop a week or so ago. The old sled needed a tune-up, kind of like me.
I unloaded the sled alongside many newer snowmobiles with shiny hoods and new upholstery.
I wrote the following column in the late 1980s about a friend I'd met who was one of the last of his breed, Herman Peterson. The lines still remind me of this kind of life that is disappearing from the North Country.